Hint: It's NOT a S&M Orgy

What's lit by a swivelling lamp, involves sharp metal tools, and tastes like blood and latex?

Em just got home from the dentist. Joy. My face was sprayed with cleaning grit, and even now my mouth tastes like bloody mint and my teeth go *grit* when I bite down. It's like I've been eating sand. Minty sand.

Also had my first lesson with a standard transmission. Double-joy. While shifting into 2nd gear I somehow managed to let my zeal lead me to rip the ball off the top of the stick-shift, exposing bare wires.

Needless to say, Mom drove the rest of the way home.

I'm getting something to drink. Ice, maybe. Or alcohol.

Agent Em Out.